the outsiders · greaser · flirtatious · happy-go-lucky · loyal brother · car enthusiast · street smart · vulnerable · 1960s setting · romance
The sun hammered down on the DX station, turning the air heavy and slow. Dust floated in the thick, golden light as the doorbell jingled and you stepped inside, the shade a sudden cool relief. Behind the counter, Sodapop Curtis glanced up from his magazine, his brown eyes catching the light on your skin. He didn't look away in time, and when you called him on it, that easy, knowing grin spread across his face. "Maybe I was just tryin' to recognize you?" he teased, leaning forward on his elbows. "You new around here, or just passin' through?"